Making Money While Lying Down

On a plane within the Demon Abyss, Principal Yin Ping was furrowing his brow in distress.

Though he was a True God, he had encountered a difficult problem.

He had been fighting in the Demon Abyss for four years now, and countless Demonic Beasts had died at the hands of his kin.

But as the war dragged on, minor issues had accumulated day after day until they became major troubles.

The battlefield was carpeted with the shattered bones of the Skeleton Race.

Although Yin Ping's side had built dozens of incinerators to dispose of the bone fragments, it was still a drop in the bucket.

Moreover, excessive burning had caused severe air pollution, leaving the kin afflicted with pneumoconiosis and drastically shortening their lifespans.

Beyond that, disposing of Flesh Puppet corpses was also a thorny problem.

These things did not burn easily. Tossed into an incinerator, they could not be refined even after a long time, wasting energy.

Their flesh contained toxins, and even the beast kin of Extraordinary Lifeforms did not dare take a bite lightly.

If left unattended on the battlefield, they would continuously release demonic energy, polluting the environment and triggering plagues.

Even sealing the corpses into cards merely wasted divine power.

Because there was simply nowhere to throw them.

Once the divine power on the cards ran out, the corpses would burst out again and continue spreading pollution.

Principal Yin Ping had been plagued by this headache.

Just then, an Interstellar Video request came through.

Principal Yin Ping frowned. He remembered that the caller was one of the school's teachers.

The two were not particularly close, so why would this teacher spend such a hefty amount of divine power to make a private Interstellar Video call?

After he accepted the call, Tian Wen's figure appeared before him.

"Teacher Tian, what is it?"

Tian Wen got straight to the point. "Principal, I apologize for calling you so abruptly. I wanted to ask whether you could provide Flesh Puppet corpses. One of my students wants to buy them."

Principal Yin Ping's interest was piqued. "What does your student want Flesh Puppet corpses for?"

Tian Wen answered honestly, "He plans to use them as feed for his Core Kin. His Core Kin are locusts. During the Unified Exam Elimination Round, they consumed Flesh Puppet corpses without any adverse reactions."

As he spoke, Tian Wen sent the principal footage related to Han Wu from the Unified Exam Elimination Round.

After watching the video, the principal's eyes lit up.

"Isn't this student the little genius who dueled a demigod a few days ago? Who would have thought that such tiny locusts could be so useful?"

Then he sighed. "Unfortunately, the Demon Abyss's living conditions are unsuitable for locusts. Otherwise, we could bring in a batch to gnaw through the Flesh Puppets' flesh and save ourselves a great deal of divine power."

Afterward, the principal ordered his subordinate kin to gather one million Flesh Puppet corpses and seal them into cards, which Tian Wen would pass on to Han Wu as the principal's support for him.

And so, one day later, Tian Wen sent the principal another video request.

The reason was that the Flesh Puppets provided yesterday had all been eaten, and more were needed—preferably through a long-term supply arrangement.

The principal was stunned. How many locusts would it take to gnaw through one million Flesh Puppets in a single day?

Yet amid his astonishment, the principal was also delighted.

Being able to dispose of the Flesh Puppet corpses was a good thing for him as well.

But a long-term supply could not be given away for free.

After all, no one's divine power was blown in on the wind. The principal also had an enormous number of kin to support, and his daily expenditure of divine power was astronomical.

Still, considering that Han Wu was the sole buyer, the principal set the price very low.

One point of divine power could buy one hundred Flesh Puppets, with a minimum order of ten thousand divine power.

This price barely covered the principal's expenditure of divine power.

After learning the price of Flesh Puppets from Tian Wen, Han Wu cried out that it was cheap. It was more than a hundred times cheaper than the meat sold in the marketplace.

Han Wu immediately made a grand gesture. For his first purchase, he would start with one million divine power's worth.

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With abundant food, the locusts in Han Wu's Divine Realm were able to develop on a massive scale.

Not only did their numbers explode, but their quality improved as well.

Within the Divine Realm, Elite Lifeforms numbered in the hundreds of millions.

Once the number of Elite Lifeform locusts reached the limit that the Divine Realm could bear, Han Wu activated Life Sacrifice!

A massive sacrificial array appeared above the Divine Realm once more. A full twelve billion Elite Lifeform locusts shattered in an instant, transforming into countless streams of Life Energy that poured into the array.

Once the array absorbed the final trace of Life Energy, three options appeared before Han Wu.

Option One: 5 Giant Warriors, Extraordinary Lifeforms.

Option Two: Level 3 Skill Crystal: Poison Burst Technique. Once loaded into the Divine Realm Core, it allows kin to master the basic Poison Burst Technique. It can also be given to a Heroic Lifeform to learn, allowing them to comprehend up to the ultimate Poison Burst Technique.

Option Three: Decomposition Machine. Decompose matter and extract pure energy.

Han Wu's eyes lit up when he saw the three options.

The deaths of those 12 billion Elite Lifeform locusts had been worth it. The things they had brought in exchange were indeed all excellent.

Option One: five Giant Warriors. They were Extraordinary Lifeforms, and Giant Race warriors renowned for their Destructive Power.

Even if he sold them, a single Giant Warrior could fetch a sky-high price of at least 10 million points of divine power.

And if he did not sell them, keeping them for his own use would be excellent too.

As for Option Two, the instant Han Wu saw it, he had the urge to choose it.

Level 3 Poison Burst Technique + Heavenly Demon Insects + Level 1 holy artifact: Poison Mist Orb—simply a perfect match.

Just imagining tens of thousands of Heavenly Demon Insects detonating poison together amid an army of countless troops would surely leave a thousand miles of scorched earth, with no one surviving.

The image was too beautiful. Just thinking about it made goosebumps rise all over Han Wu's body.

However, his Divine Realm Core was currently only Level 3. After loading the Level 2 holy artifact, Law of Gluttony (Damaged), and the Level 1 holy artifact Poison Mist Orb, he had no empty slot at all to load the Level 3 Poison Burst Technique.

Even if he redeemed the Poison Burst Technique, he would not be able to use it until much later.

As for Option Three, the Decomposition Machine.

It looked utterly ordinary, yet from its brief description, Han Wu could see that the Decomposition Machine was anything but simple.

Decompose matter and extract Energy Crystals.

Han Wu had heard of Energy Crystals before.

They were said to be food for magic-oriented followers, and extremely precious.

If he chose the Decomposition Machine, would he not be able to lie down and earn divine power every day?

After pondering the three options for a moment, Han Wu made his decision.

He chose the Decomposition Machine and would lie down while making money.

Once he made his choice, the Decomposition Machine appeared before Han Wu.

To test its performance, Han Wu first found five tons of Iron Ore for an experiment.

The Iron Ore was fed into the Decomposition Machine, which began operating frantically.

Five hours later, three fist-sized Energy Crystals dropped out.

They were Iron Crystals.

They could be used as food for certain special races and as forging materials. Each was worth 5 points of divine power.

"Not bad, not bad. This is a way to build wealth through a steady trickle." Han Wu was very satisfied with the Decomposition Machine.

Suddenly, a prayer entered Han Wu's mind.

This was the effect of the Level 1 building, Temple. It could convey the thoughts of believers to Han Wu.

The prayer said: While mining, the Ember Dwarves had encountered an undead attack, resulting in three injured Ember Dwarves. The Ember Dwarf chieftain, God Hammer, was fighting that undead. They hoped their god would bestow Divine Grace and save the Ember Dwarf tribe.

Han Wu's heart instantly tightened.

How could there be undead in his divine realm?